All language subtitles for The.Claim.2000.Ita.Eng.Spa.1080p.h264.SubS-Me7alh.MIRCrew_Subtitles02.ENG

(CHATTERING AND YELLING)

(BELL RINGING)

All right, boys,
the far end of town.

Hyah, hyah, hyah!

(BELLOWING)

MAN: Keep 'em going!

MAN: Buddy!

WOMAN: All right,
ladies, let's go.

I'm Vauneen. I take care
of you from this point on.

You get down, and we're gonna
get you to work real soon.

All right, gents, let's
hand over your firearms.

MAN: Why?

It's the town's rule.

These firearms
are the property

of the Central Pacific
Railroad.

Well, it don't matter.

Mr. Dillon says
no firearms in town,

so no firearms in town.

You can't take
these weapons.

I said leave them.

Well, then, you can't come
into Mr. Dillon's town.

We're happy to cooperate
with Mr. Dillon.

Boys, hand him
your firearms.

Help me with that one.

VAUNEEN: Just get back.

They have to be cleaned
and washed.

That one's clean enough.

Well, she's not with me.

Let's go, girls.
Over here.

Give me a ride, and I'll
give you a gold dollar.

I don't know
what you mean.

Just a little one.

Come on!
One little ride.

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

(CROWD YELLING)

All right.
Break it up!

(NEIGHING)

All right, break it up!
Walk away!

Get outta here!

How'd he get
the firearm?

Come on, help me get
these harnesses off.

Ok, guys. Break it up.
Walk away.

Walk away!

Thank you.

Didn't like seeing him
give you trouble, miss.

You're from
the railroad?

I am.

I'm the chief engineer

of the Central Pacific
survey party.

I'm here
to see Mr. Dillon.

That's right.
He didn't say anything
about bringing family.

Oh, they're not
my family.

But you can take their
bags just the same.

You're very kind.

Least I could do,
ma'am.

(COUGHING)

Did you hear, Mother?

He's here to see
Mr. Dillon, too.

All right, boys. We're
moving to the warehouse.

Move!

(COUGHING)

What's your name?

Hope. Hope Burn.

That's a fine name.

(CHUCKLING)
Thank you.

So what
brings you here...

To Kingdom Come?

We're visiting
a relative.

Oh.

How many people
live here?

Twelve hundred.

MAN: I'll wait here
for the bags.

HOPE: Thank you.

(MOTHER WHEEZING)

(MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

MOTHER: I can't find
the right herbs, Hope.

(COUGHS)

I'll take care of it.

(COUGHS)

(TALKING AND LAUGHING)

(WOMAN SINGING)

Dalglish, if you'd
like to wait here,

I'll go and see
if Mr. Dillon's
ready to see you.

Fernando, give
this man a drink.

DALGLISH: Whiskey.

(SINGING IN PORTUGUESE)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Come in.

(DOOR OPENS)

Railroad fella's here.

What's he like?

Just a young pup.
He'll be no bother.

Mr. Dalglish, Mr. Dillon
will see you now.

(GIGGLES)

WOMAN: Is that
what you like?

(SINGING)

Mr. Dillon,
this is him.

Pick a number.
We're all set to roll.

I don't gamble. I find
it wastes drinking time.

Place it all on one.

It'll be over by the time
your drinks get here.

I'd only lose your money.

It's not my money.
I just gave 'em to you.

I don't accept
gifts, Mr. Dillon.

Gets in the way
of business.

What, you think I'm
trying to bribe you?

You wouldn't be
the first.

Oh, and he booked
into the hotel, too.

I told him
you'd got a new bed,

but he wouldn't
listen to me.

When's
your birthday?

DALGLISH: September.

ACTOR ON STAGE:
Ozymandias, by...

Twenty-three.
23.

MAN: I met a traveler
from an antique land

who said, "Two vast and
trunkless legs of stone..."

Near them, on the sand,

half sunk,
a shattered visage lies,

whose frown
and wrinkled lip...

DEALER: Single zero.

Mmm mmm mmm.

I lost your money.

Don't worry
about it.

He owns
the casino.

DALGLISH:
Your song was beautiful.

SINGER: Thank you.

Mr. Dalglish
is from the railroad.

Dalglish?

What kind of name
is Dalglish?

Scottish name.

Oh, Scottish.

How romantic.

Look on my works,
ye mighty, and despair!

The town of Kingdom Come
would like to welcome

the Central Pacific
Railroad survey.

Yeah!

(CHEERING)

In their honor,

all dancing
is free tonight.

(CHEERING)

Find some women, boys.

Gentlemen...

I'd like to introduce you
to two beautiful ladies.

The French one here
is named Sue.

She'd be
an education for you.

This is Annie.
Good evening.

You think I need
an education?

He's taken lessons
in every town

from here
to San Francisco.

You've come far.

Are you gonna
refuse these ladies?

That's an insult.

He's sweet on someone.

Oh. Girl back home?

No, no, here
in Kingdom Come.

She come in
on the stage.

An easterner.
Not the type.

I will make him forget her.

Do you dance?

Only with Mr. Dillon.

Oh, I meant
no offense.

I'm not offended.

I am extremely
offended.

Oh, no, baby, don't.
I meant no offense to you.

How am I gonna
cope with it?

I am... I am...
I apologize.

I'm so sorry from
the bottom of my heart.

Oh, God, what a voice.

(CHUCKLING TOGETHER)

(SIGHS)

He's young, huh?

Younger than you.

He's handsomer than you.

(SQUEALS)
(LAUGHS)

No one is handsomer
than me.

(MOANING)

He's not more
handsome than you.

Ow! Ow, ow!

(LAUGHS)
Ouch, my hair!

(LAUGHS)

Ow, you're hurting me.

Oh.

You like
to hurt me, huh?

No.

Vauneen.

Give us another whiskey
there, will you?

You have got one coming.

This is Mr. Dalglish
from the railroad.

Well.
Pleased to meet you.

Welcome, welcome.
We'll treat you well.

Would you like
something to smoke?

A cigar?

Vauneen, come on!

VAUNEEN: Jesus Christ!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

What's the row?

He tried to pay me
with this.

(PANTING) It's my dust.

He lost it to me fair
and square playing cards.

Never heard
tell of Delaney

playin' cards
before.

Well, maybe that's
why he lost it.
Inexperience.

Well, maybe you better
both call on Mr. Dillon

in my office
first light tomorrow.

Get lost.

WOMAN: All right,
party's over.

Give us another shot,
Vauneen.

Let's get back to work.
Another shot for you.

Got that coming.

Why don't you
lock them up?

Have no need.

A man gets told to call
on Mr. Dillon, he calls.

It's either that,
or he leaves town.

It's a tidy little
town, Mr. Dalglish.

Suit the railroad
just fine.

SUE: Hey, you!

Hey, get off there.
I'm sorry, he's mine.

(LAUGHING)

How about both of you?

VAUNEEN: Hey, hey, hey.

Down the hall
on your left.

Give him the feather beds.

We want to treat him well.

Come on, feather bed.

Have a nice week.
See you next week.

Go easy on him, girls.
He's only a young fella.

Where's he going?

He's going
down the hall.

I've been waiting
for hours.

Well, you're gonna wait
for a while longer,
aren't you?

You didn't bring
the railroad into town.

Missed the boat
again, Jim.

VAUNEEN: Aw, wipe
the sourpuss off your face.

So, is it true you
get to choose the name
of the station?

Mmm-hmm.

You can name it
after me.

What's your name again?
Sarah.

He's gonna call it Sue
because he's gonna
name it after me.

(LAUGHING)

You know the railroad
is the greatest enterprise

in the history of America.
You can't just want
your name on it,

you have to deserve
to get your name on it.

Let's take this off.

Sue? Why would
I name it Sue?

Because I'm going to fuck you
so deep, so, so deep

your dick will come out
somewhere in the middle
of China.

MOTHER: Hope.

Come here, Hope, quick.

That's him.

That's Mr. Dillon.

HOPE: That's him
on the horse?

Here, take these.

You give them
to Mr. Dillon.

Nobody else.

You all right?

Go, hurry.

GRIMES: I...

Harry Grimes
of the Roughwood claim,

on the 30th of November
of this year,

was found to have knowingly
removed color and dust

from the person
of Mr. Delaney

while he was asleep drunk.

(CROWD JEERING
AND YELLING)

GRIMES: I know
what I did was wrong...

And I deserve
to be punished.

SWEETLEY:
Standard sentence

is 50 big ones.

Mr. Dillon has
commuted that to 25,

'cause he knows
it won't happen again.

(CHEERING)

(CROWD GROANING)

(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)

SWEETLEY:
All right, boys.

Show's over.

Go home!

Mr. Dillon?

I've been asked
to give this to you.

What's this?

It's from Mrs. Burn.

Hope?

Hope!

You're Hope?

Mr. Dillon.

Miss Burn.

Can I walk you home?

Yes.

Mr. Dillon's your relative?

Yes, he is.

Our rich relation.

He's a good relative
to have.

(SCOFFS) Unless he
runs us out of town
with his bullwhip.

Most towns they
would've lynched that man
for what he did.

Mr. Dillon's whipping
probably saved his life.

Did you really
see a lynching?

Near enough got lynched
myself one time.

Really?

Town was expecting
to get the railway.

Had to tell 'em
it was gonna pass
15 miles to the north.

Thought the prospect of
a rope might change my mind.

But it didn't.

No.

It must be exciting
to be out
in the wilderness

with lynch mobs
and grizzly bears

and wild Indians.

Oh, it is.

Can I come with you?

It's not a pleasure trip.

I'm strong.

I won't
slow you down.

All right, then.

When?

Tomorrow morning.

Go to the pass
above the town.

We'll be back
by evening.

I'd like that.

Thank you,
Mr. Dalglish.

See you tomorrow.

(PANTING)

(MUMBLES)

Elena.

Look.

I got food, fire,
if you want.

(BABY CRYING)

It's pork fixins.

Done got one bowl.

(CRYING)

Where you from?
Dublin.

You?

Poland.

Something to drink?

Thanks.

Ain't seen a woman in...

Quite some time.

That's all right.

Find anything?

There's no gold
in America.

No more gold than
there is elephants.

BURN: There's
no pleasure in it.

A man loses heart.

Even if he makes a strike,
he loses heart.

Is there more?

I don't need more gold.

(BABY CRYING)

I need a woman.

Take that one.

I'll trade you.

You wouldn't part
with her.

For six months I've
dragged her behind me

across this
godforsaken land.

I started out
with two mules.

Had a wagon and kit.

Now I own nothing but her.

You don't own me.

The claim.

I'll give you the claim.

(CRYING)

ELENA: Daniel.

Shut up
and let me think.

I'll take
the child, too.

Be happy to.

You want to sell
your child?

I'm talking straight.

ELENA: Shh.

You have to blow.

See how it catches?

(BOTH LAUGHING)

That got it.

(LAUGHING)
Probably softer.

Warm this up
on the outside.

And eventually
this will warm up
and you put it

on your face and your hands.
It'll keep you warm all day.

Thank you.

DALGLISH: We've got
snowshoes if you want.

HOPE: I'm fine.

You're not too cold?

No.

But if your feet go
numb, you let me know.

Don't worry.
I'm from pioneer stock.

Father was a forty-niner.

Mother, too.

I was a baby here when
the whole of California
was as empty as this.

MAN: All right,
Francisco!

DALGLISH: Did they find gold?

HOPE: A little.

Not enough.

They never told me it was
this beautiful out here.

It's wonderful.

How will you get
a railroad up here?

You'd have to knock
down the mountain.

Maybe that's
what we'll do.

Blast a tunnel
through it.

(INDISTINCT)

(EXPLOSION)

Can I please have
some more water
for my mother?

(SIGHS) Sure.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

WOMAN: Oh!

Miss Burn?

Yes?

We have a mutual friend.

One Mr. Dalglish?

Oh, yes.

My name is Lucia.

Pleased to meet you.
I'm Hope.

Hope.
It's a beautiful name.

Thank you.

You can call me Lucy.

Well, I've come
to ask you

if you'd like to
join Mr. Dillon and I

for a visit at our home.

Oh, yes.
Thank you.

When?

Here's your water.

Thank you.

Anytime, really.
Now, if you want.

Oh, I'm not...
I'm not sure.

My mother is...

Oh, you can bring
your mother, too.

I'll ask.

I'll wait here.

All right.

(HUMMING)

Mrs. Dillon
is downstairs.

She wants me
to call on her.

You, too.

Mrs. Dillon.

She's downstairs.

How does she know
we're here?

Mr. Dalglish
told her.

Shall I go?

Yeah.

Go fix your hair.

I don't have time.
She's waiting.

She can wait some more.

Come here.

Don't talk too much
when you're there.

All right?
Don't talk out of turn.

About Dillon, I mean.

If she doesn't ask,
don't offer.

Don't worry, Mother.
I know what to do.

Okay.

Good-bye.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Where are you from,
Hope?

From Boston.

Oh, Boston.

(SPEAKING PORTUGUESE)

(GIGGLES)
I would love
to go to Boston.

Tonight Mr. Dalglish
is gonna fall

hopelessly
in love with you.

I don't think so.
Why would he do that?

Because you're gonna
look ravishing.

Leave it to me.

We'll captivate him.

LUCIA: I tried to make it
as much like San Francisco
as I could.

(HOPE CHUCKLES)

(LUCIA SINGING)

(PLAYING PIANO)

(SINGING IN PORTUGUESE)

Exactly.

Think I have it.
Let's do it
from the beginning.

All right.

(SINGING)

What do you think
of the shape?

I've never really worn
anything like it.

I don't know.

Here's the skirt
that goes along with it.

It's so beautiful.

We could change
some of the lacing.

Won't it be too big,
though?

Oh, we can
fix that for you.

SWEETLEY: Ok, boys, get
the boxes and boards moving.

Come on!

Thank you.

Come on, boys. We want
to get there before dark.

Come on!

Keep it coming,
keep it coming.

(LUCIA SINGING
IN PORTUGUESE)

(APPLAUSE AND CHEERING)

LUCIA: Ladies.
Ladies and gentlemen,

we have
a guest tonight,

a pianist
of great distinction,
as you've just heard,

and an actress,

and a reciteuse known
throughout the Americas.

Miss Hope Burn.

There's a glen
in old Tir Conaill...

That was
a wonderful song.

Thank you very much.

What was it about?

It's a song about
my father's home
in Portugal.

Want to know
something?

She's got a mole.

(LAUGHING)

And the neighbors loved
the widow's
winsome daughter...

Quiet!

(WHISPERING)

All of you.

Carry on.

HOPE: Then one day
there came a letter

with her passage
paid to go,

to the land
where the Missouri

and the Mississippi flow.

Soon she'd packed,
and all was ready,

and one morning
at the door,

the widow,
brokenhearted,

parted with her
Noreen Bawn.

Excuse me,
I'm gonna go change.

Weary years
the widow waited,

till one evening
through the door,

slowly walked
a slender female,

costly were
the clothes she wore.

She said, "Mother,
don't you know me?

"I've only
caught a cold."

But two scarlet spots
upon her cheek

their own
sad story told.

There's a grave
in old Tir Conaill

where the wildflowers
gently wave.

There's a gray-haired
woman weeping,

lowly kneeling
on the grave.

She says, "Noreen,
can't you hear me?

"I'm so lonesome
since you've gone.

"'Twas the curse
of emigration

"placed you here,
my Noreen Bawn."

ELENA: Daniel, stop.

DILLON: Come on!

(CRYING)

Hope.

HOPE: So, dear youth
and tender maidens,

ponder well
before you go,

from your humble homes
in Ireland

what's beyond
you little know.

For what is gold
and where's the pleasure

when your health
and strength are gone?

When you think
of emigrating,

then remember
Noreen Bawn.

(APPLAUSE)

Thank you.

SWEETLEY: Haven't
heard that in years.

DILLON:
Sit down.
Thank you.

Let me say,
it was enchanting.
Thank you.

BELLANGER: Sing, Dalglish.
Sing, sing!

Uh, no. No.

Come on, sing!

No.

MEN: Sing! Sing!

I know
that ballad.

(GIGGLES)

(APPLAUSE)

Dalglish!

I used to say it
for my father.

He used to always
cry at the end.

What was he like?

My father?

DALGLISH: Come up here
and dance with me.

I thought he was
your relative.

Mother said you
are our relation
by marriage.

Yeah.

* Oh, Shenandoah
I long to hear you

That's too high.
(CLEARS THROAT)

SWEETLEY:
Go again! Go again.

Go again.

DALGLISH: Right now?

Do you have any
children, Mr. Dillon?

Hmm?
Do you have
any children?

No. No.

* Oh, Shenandoah
I long to hear you

* Away, you rolling river

* Oh, Shenandoah

* I long to hear you

(GIGGLES)

* Away

* I've gone away

* Across the wide Missouri

(CHEERING)

ANNIE: Don't.
(GIGGLES)

Stop it.

You're special.

(LAUGHS) Am I?

Very special.

No. You say that...

And then
you'll go off

with your big box
of nitroglycerine,

and you'll
never come back.

Of course
I'll come back.

Uh-uh.

What are you two
standing out in the hallway?
You've got men in there.

Why don't you go and
do your job and smoke later?

MAN: (COUGHS)
Vauneen!

Bellanger!
Time's up!

I want to see
some more money.

Annie!
Yeah.

You're not
givin' it away.
Come on.

On the table!
I know!

Right now!

MAN: Hey,
where are you at?

Cheap.

VAUNEEN: She's
a good ride...

I need another $30.

Mary, what?
She's not with you?

Mary, come on.
Get your
skinny ass in here.

This man's
waiting for you.

Just go
and do your job.

DALGLISH: Dillon was
askin' me about you.

HOPE:
What did you tell him?

I told him
you were a gold digger

and he should
steer clear of you.

(CHUCKLES) That's very
perceptive of you.

I have to leave again
tomorrow morning,

have to survey
the next valley.

Are you coming back?

Yes.

What are you looking for?

LUCIA: My bustle.

It's here.

VAUNEEN:
It was a good night.

LUCIA:
Yeah? How much?

$900,
4 ounces of gold.

That's good.

One of them's
paying Annie

for every breathing
minute of the day.

I liked your song.
Oh, thank you.

You should keep an eye
on your man.

The way he was looking
at that young one...

Oh, please.
Ooh, la la.

Come on. She's a child
for God's sake.

So were you
when he found you.

She's gonna marry the girl off
to the railroad man, anyway.

I think I know
what I'm doing.
That's for sure.

VAUNEEN: Good night.
LUCIA: Good night.

LUCIA: (WHISPERING)
Come on. Back to work.

(SIGHS)

(DOOR OPENS)

I don't think
you'll ever come back.

Of course
I'll come back.

I'm leavin' a kit here.

What about me?

Hmm? You'll come back for
your kit, but leave me behind.

I'm comin' for you
as well.

Yeah. Yeah.

You're thinking more
about that kit than me.

Go to sleep.

Goes into Mrs. Burn's room,

through the lobby,
up the stairs, okay?

MAN: Damn near frozen.

It's beautiful.

Does it look silly?

It looks beautiful
on you.

HOPE: Mother,
thank you.

Where do I leave this,
ma'am?

Oh, over here.

Mr. Dillon wants
to see you, ma'am.

He sent me to fetch you.

I'm not a parcel,
Mr. Sweetley.

No, ma'am.
I'll wait for you outside.

Miss.

HOPE: Thank you.
Mother.

Look at this.

Here.
I'll help you down.

All right?

(HORSE WHINNIES)
You stay there.

SWEETLEY:
All right, Dan.

(DOOR BANGING)

(CLOSES DOOR)
(BANGING STOPS)

They said you were sick.

I'm dying.

Burn died.

He left us with nothing.

I want to do right by Hope.

I hope you feel the same.

Coffee?

No.

I want $200 a year.
That's all.

If 200 is too much,
we can argue.

Whatever it is,
I want it in writing.

I don't drink anymore,
Elena.

I want you to know that.

I need money.

I need money for Hope.

Does she know?

No.

It's cold up here.
Sweetley'll show you down.

Mr. Dewolfe.

Ah, Mr. Dillon.

Sit down. Sit down.

Morning, Mr. Dillon.

Open the door.

(LUCIA GASPING)

Oh, Dillon.
Oh, I love you.

(MOANING)

What is it?

A present.

What are these?

The deeds to the saloon.
It's all yours.

Why?

We have to end this.

What are you
talking about?

It's a handsome
settlement.

You have no need to work...
I'm not a
goddamn whore!

I don't want
your money.

You tell me why.

Deeds to the tobacco house
are there, too.

You stop
saying that!

Why?

It can't be.

You think I don't know
what's going on?

It's that girl.
You wanna fuck
that little girl!

You pig! You bast...

(SOBS)

(SOBBING)

Soon as we're
through the mountains,

I'm leavin'. You'll see.

You always say that
when you meet somebody.

She has a child.

Annie?

Left him with a
woman in Sacramento.

We're gonna
get him back.

Ain't gonna be any kind
of life, him livin' with her.

Gonna get
a piece of land,

and I'm gonna
build her a home.

(LAUGHS) Bellanger,
you're so full of shit.

You haven't been able
to sit still since '62.

Yes, I have.

Yeah? Where?

A whorehouse
in San Francisco.

BELLANGER:
It's too narrow, boss.

You'll never build here.

DALGLISH:
I've built on worse.

DALGLISH: Boys,
bring that nitro around,

across to here!

Come to the edge!

We could
blast a shelf.

Where?

Right there.

(HORSE WHINNIES)

MAN: Whoa! Whoa!

MAN: That's it.

(EXPLOSION)

(MAN SCREAMING)

MAN: Thomas!

(MAN SCREAMING)

Thomas! Thomas.

(SCREAMING)

"Surely, goodness
and mercy shall follow me

"all the days of my life,

"and I will dwell in the house
of the Lord forever. Amen."

ALL: Amen.

There's no way through here.
You know that.

Then the railroad won't go
through Kingdom Come.

So?

So, what about Annie?

Plenty of Annies,

but it ain't Annie
you're worried about.

MAN: Watch where
you put that.

MAN 2:
Hey, John...

Get the horses.

T.J., are we nearly there?

Almost ready.

DILLON: All right, men.
Keep a straight line.

Ready? Pull!

(CREAKING)

DILLON: Straighten it up
down there! Pull!

That's it. Keep pulling.

Pull!

Get them going,
now, T.J.

Straighten it up
back there!

Pull!

(WOMAN SINGING OPERA MUSIC)

Mother.
There's music outside.

(SINGING CONTINUES)

(SINGING)

Mr. Dillon requests
the pleasure of the company

of Mrs. Burn
and Miss Burn.

When?

Now.

Why?

Mr. Dillon wants to tell you
himself, personal.

Keep the lines
straightened up!

(CHEERING)

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

Mrs. Burn!
I need to talk to ya!

What's all this for?

I want us
to get married.

We're already married.
No one knows that.

It would make
everything right.

You'd have all the money
you ever wanted.

I have no other kin.

Hope would stand to
take it all when I died.

What about
your little lady?

She's got nothin'
to do with this.

You didn't
marry her, then?

I was already
married.

We can be
a family again.

I could be
a father to her.

There's just one thing...

I don't want her to know
what I've done.

Well, she won't
hear it from me.

Is it settled?

It's settled.

HOPE: How can
you marry him?

I don't understand.

They were never married.

Hardly explains
why he's marrying you.

I knew him from before.

Before Father?

Before Father.

Hey, boys!

The surveyors
are here!

(WOMEN TALKING)

Come on, hurry up.

(PANTING)
I'm hurrying.

Hello, Dalglish.

We've been
waiting for you.

DALGLISH:
Where's everybody?

They're at a wedding.

Why aren't you there?

It's Mr. Dillon's wedding
to Mrs. Burn.

Come on, boys!

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(GUESTS CHATTERING)

DILLON: I want you
to be happy.

ELENA: I'm happy.

You're
all right then?

Yes.

How you doing?

Look after it.

Bellanger,
come and dance.

Excuse me, ma'am.
Excuse me.

Hello, Miss Burn.

Hello.

How are you?

Will you dance
with me?

I would love to.

How have you been?

Very well.

(GIGGLING)

We're starting
on the fast part.

(LAUGHS)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Kingdom Come
needs a railroad.

DALGLISH: Everyone
needs the railroad.

The nation needs it.

DILLON: This'll all
be Hope's one day.

You should think
about that.

I don't want it,
Mr. Dillon.

It's yours,
want it or not.

Now, will you
dance with me?

Sorry.

You all right?

Yes.

Okay, folks, I'd like
a lovely wedding picture.

If you could please stand
in front of the house,

I'll have you
sitting here.

Do you want me
sitting down?

Yes, please.

Perhaps the bride
should be sitting down.

The bri... Yes.

(CHEERING AND WHISTLING)

(LAUGHS)

ANNIE:
Do you love me?

Yes.
Do you?

Of course.

You're not
teasing me?

No.

(LAUGHS)

I have to leave
again tomorrow.

Already?

Yeah. We have to survey
the other side.

But I'll be back.

When?

Soon.

(FIRECRACKER WHISTLES)

Is Dillon going to
get what he wants?

I don't know.

Everything would change.

For the better.

There'd be
a school, church.

Maybe even
pavements?

(LAUGHS)

It'd need a new name.

Dillonville, most likely.

Dillonopolis
or Dilladelphia.

There are
so many possibilities.

Hope is a good name
for a town.

Are you building
the railroad

all the way
to the Atlantic?

It's already there.

The idea is we meet
in the middle.

Oh, right.

(CHUCKLES)

It's not so very
far away, then?

No.

BELLANGER: Dalglish!

Miss Burn.

Come on, boy.
We're in the saloon.

DALGLISH: No, no.
I'm too tired.
We're engaged.

HOPE: Are you?
Yeah.

You got engaged?
We're having
a party.

You have to come.
You, too, miss.
I'm sorry. I can't.

I promised my mother
I'd help her.

Thank you, though.

Bellanger, come on.
I want to tell Sue.

BELLANGER:
You have to come.

All right.

Congratulations.

(LAUGHS)

You sure you don't
want to go?

I'm sorry. I can't.
I'd love to.

One drink?

I really have
to help my mother.
Thank you.

I understand.

(CHEERING)

All right, all right!

In the honor
of the engagement

between Mr. Bellanger

and this certain lady
of the parish,

the Central Pacific
Railroad company...

Is buying the drinks!

(CHEERING)

And tobacco!

And a certain quantity
of tobacco.

(CHEERING)

(PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT)

I'm gonna see Sue.

You do that, honey.

Hey, you, miss.

Don't be sad, Sue.

You're gonna
make me cry.

SUE: I've always dreamed
about it. (CHUCKLES)

You look lost, Lochinvar.

You don't want
a girl tonight?

Not tonight.

(TAPS ON BAR)

BARMAN: Yes, ma'am.

You want
to walk me home?

I can't.
Big day tomorrow.

So very proper.

I like that.

WOMAN: You have
to hold me up.

Does that hurt?

Dalglish.

Mr. Dillon.

We left our gear
in the warehouse.

You can invoice us.

Ah, there'll be
no charge.

Then we'll pay what
we think is right.

Dalglish, if you don't
get me the railroad,
don't come back.

Thank you.

Can I get you
something?
I'm fine.

Look at the piano.

Dillon got it
for you.

(PLAYING PIANO)

Man has now isolated
and identified

the force that originated
and galvanized life itself.

That force is electricity.

Look...

The frog is dead.

However, if we introduce
a small electrical charge...

To the frog...

And...

(CRANKING)

Of course, it is too late

to rekindle that force

in the poor frog
for any length of time.

Pardon me.

But the judicious
imbibing of electricity...

During illness
can rejuvenate

the body's
own life juices...

And reinvigorate
the will to live.

Take it. Yes.

Don't be afraid.

This device produces
a small electrical charge.

(CRANKING)

Feel it?

No?

MAN: No, keep going.

BELLANGER:
Howdy.

(TRAIN CHUGGING)

It's narrow.

DALGLISH:
We've built in worse.

It's expensive.

$80,000 a mile.
Maybe 70.

What about this town
here, Kingdom Come?

What's gonna
happen to that?

They can move it, sir.

Anybody gonna
give you any trouble?

I guess so.

Do what you have to do.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

Don't any of you try
to get a day's work
without a token.

I've had enough
of all that.
Okay, boys.

Me!
Here!

Here you go.

(GASPING)

Bring some water,
please?

Help me take off
her nightgown.

Arms up.

(COUGHING)

Thank you, Mr. Dillon.

Thank you.

Elena!

Hello.

Could I get more of
the herbs I got
last time, please?

Keep your head on
straight, Bellanger.

We're not here
for a fight.

If I could even get
a little bit more
of the other one, please.

Big one!
MAN: Got it.

It's this one.

MAN: Packing up
and leaving town.

(ELECTRICITY MACHINE CRANKING)

If you walk around,
it will be dissipated.

The survey party's here
and they're packing
their gear.

I'll be
right with you.

The current needs time
to circulate.

Dan?

No.

(RIFLE COCKS)

MAN: Make sure
the harnesses are tight.

Are you leaving us,
Dalglish?

Or is the railroad
coming through

right now
through my corral?

No, it's not.

Which way
is it coming?

It's going along
the valley floor, Mr. Dillon.

Valley floor?

That's a long way
from my town.

DALGLISH: It is.
But the land down there,
it's unclaimed.

DILLON: You let me
down, Dalglish.

Why'd you come back?

We had to collect railroad
property, Mr. Dillon.

(COCKS RIFLE)

Mr. Sweetley,

these men are in town
carrying weapons.

BELLANGER: Across past
the town boundary.

We're not
in Kingdom Come.

I decide the boundaries
of my town.

Hope, go home!
Bellanger!

Stay right there,
Mr. Dillon!

No one else needs
to get hurt here today.

DALGLISH:
Sorry about Mr. Sweetley.

We'll pack up our stuff
and move out
as soon as we can.

You've got till dawn.

Take him to
the sheriff's office.

Take your hat off.

Put your guns down.

Let's go home.

(SLAMS DOOR)

ELENA:
What happened?

Sweetley's dead.

Dalglish killed him.

Come here.

Come.

(SOBS)

(SIGHS)

Sometimes you turn away
from someone,
and you look back

and all of your life
has gone by.

Don't stay here.

Don't stay for me.

(ALL CHATTERING)

No one's very happy
about this, Lucy.

(WOLF WHISTLE)

Oh, boy.

ANNIE: Francisco,
where's Bellanger?

WOMAN: Gentlemen.
Come in.

Come in, ladies.
Come on.

WOMAN: Who needs
a little squeeze?

Hey.

(LAUGHTER)

Everyone's on
the house tonight.

Come on. Don't sit around
like a bunch of virgins.
Have a good time.

Hey, not her now.
Come on.

MAN: Yahoo!

(LAUGHS)

You pay, you pay!
(LAUGHS)

Don't go, Bellanger.

Please don't go.

(SINGING)

(LAUGHTER)

LUCIA:
I'm going to miss you.

Come with us.

You can build a town.

What do you mean?

Why not?

You register land,
you organize money.
You can do that.

Do that well.

Oh, I could do it.

Really?

(SIGHS)

(SINGING IN FRENCH)

You know she's dying?

You leave now, you'll
never see her again.

(SIGHS)

(SCREAMING)

MAN: What the hell's
goin' on?

Where is he?
Where's Dalglish?

You tell me,
or I'll shoot the woman!

He's at Lucia's house!

(ALL SCREAMING)

MAN: Keep movin'.

Move, move, move!

LUCIA: What the hell
are you doing?
I told you to get out!

Are you crazy?
Shut up,
or I'll kill ya!

Now, get out.

Why are you here?
Don't you have a wife and
daughter to go home to?

Hope's your daughter,
isn't she?

You all right?

Yes.

(FOOTSTEPS
DESCENDING STAIRS)

(CHATTERING)

Come on,
just you and me then, huh?

I got a stiff-on
I could dig coal with.

(LAUGHS) No, I'm afraid
you'll have to
use your hands now.

Oh, come on.
Get them sticky,
a little bit.

It'll only take you a minute.
(BOTH LAUGHING)

Sue, I think we found
something of yours.
(GIGGLES)

LUCIA: The Kingdom Come
tobacco shop and saloon
will be closed as of today.

We're moving to the valley
near the railroad.

There'll be no women
and no drink in Kingdom Come
from here on in.

If you want women,
work, or drink,
you know where to find them.

If you want to stay here,
God bless you.

WOMAN: Pack up.
We'll meet you shortly.

VAUNEEN: Come look for
our tent down in the valley.

We'll take care of you
there, you stud.

All right, then.
Don't forget about us.

We won't forget about you,
I promise.

See you down there.

* Don't forget thou

* Do not grieve

* For my heart is true

* and cannot deceive

* My hand and my heart

* I'll give to thee

* So, farewell

Are we gonna meet
again after this?

Next time you see me,
most likely won't talk to me.

Why?

'Cause you'll be the richest
woman north of Sacramento,

and I'm just
a railroad engineer.

Hmm. Wouldn't you like
to stay to build a town?

I don't want
to build a town.

I want to build the railroad.

You'd stay
if someone else asked you.

Who?

Hope.

Have you thought about
a name for the town?

I'd like to name it
after my father's home.

I always dreamed
of going back there.

He made it sound
so beautiful.

This is my home now,

and you, Dalglish,

don't you want
to find a home?

Yeah.

After the railroad's
finished.

DALGLISH: Good-bye.
Good-bye, Dalglish.

Back to work.

DILLON: I want her
to be my daughter.

Then you have to
tell her the truth.

(CLOCK CHIMES)

(HOPE PLAYING PIANO)

(SCREAMING)

Oh, my...

Elena.
Oh! Oh, God. Oh.

What is it?
Elena, tell me.

Come on. All right.
It's all right.

(GASPING)

Come here.

(GASPING FOR BREATH)

All right. Let me
give you some laudanum.

Drink as much
as you can.

Drink it.

You have to
keep drinking.

Please drink
a little bit more.

(GROANING)

Please drink.
I'm sorry.

You'll be all right
in a minute.

You'll be all right
in a minute.

You'll be all right
in a minute.

You'll be okay
in a minute.

You'll be all right
in a minute.

(CRYING IN PAIN)

Look at me.
It'll be all right.

(GASPING FOR AIR)

Listen to me.

It's all right.
It's all right.

(WHEEZING)

(CRYING)

(SOBBING)

(ELENA WHEEZING)

(ELENA WHEEZING LOUDLY)

Get to work on that
this afternoon.

Dillon.

No guns allowed.
No guns allowed
in my town.

I just came
to get a priest.

What do you
need a priest for?

Elena died.

(PRIEST PRAYING)

PRIEST: Amen.

DILLON:
Where are you going?

I'm leaving.

I'm going
to find Dalglish.

She told me
you should never give up
on someone you love,

no matter what they do.

Good-bye.

Hope.

I need to show you
something.

Will you come
with me?

Will you wait here,
please?

I'll be here.

This way.

Who is it?

DILLON:
You know who it is.

It's you.

The baby is you.

The woman
is your mother.

I don't understand.

I sold you.

I sold your mother.

I sold you both
to Burn...

For gold.

Right here in this hut.

(CRYING)

Hope!

VAUNEEN: Welcome back,
Mr. Dalglish.

DALGLISH: Vauneen,
good to see you.

ANNIE: Bellanger!
There's Bellanger!

There she is.

There's Bellanger!

ANNIE: Bellanger!

Baby!

Oh! Oh, let me feel.

Been to see the priest?
Where's the priest?

(PANTING)
No, he's not here.

Why not?

He had to go
into Kingdom Come.

What for?

Well...

Mrs. Dillon's dead.

He had to go
for her funeral.

BELLANGER:
Will he be back?

I hope so.

Come and see the church.

It's not finished yet.

Friends...

We are here
to witness

the beginning
of a new era

and the beginning
of a new city.

(CHEERING)

Years from now,
when the story is told

of how American
men and women

bound this wilderness
with cords of steel,

you will be able to say
you played your part.

(CHEERING)

And on behalf
of the Central
Pacific Railroad,

I wish you good fortune
and all prosperity

in your new city of...

Lisboa!

(CHEERING)

(FIRE CRACKLING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

ANNIE: There's the priest.

BELLANGER: It's Miss Burn.

I'll be back.

Whoa, whoa.
Whoa.

DALGLISH:
Let me help you.

Thank you.

Miss Burn, I'm sorry
about your mother.

She'd been ill
for a long time.

I've behaved badly.

When you go to a place
for a short time,

you behave differently
than you would

in different
circumstances.

It is a pity
that the circumstances
weren't different.

Hope...
I'd like to see
the wedding.

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

(PRIEST RECITING IN LATIN)

(SPEAKS LATIN)

PRIEST: Annie...

(SPEAKING LATIN)

Francis...

In nomine patris, et filii,
et spiritus sancti.

You're man and wife.

(CONGREGATION CHEERING)

WOMAN: Kiss him, Annie!

(WOMAN LAUGHING)

(PEOPLE YELLING)

MAN: Fire!

LUCIA: Alan!
Alan, saddle up
the horses.

MAN:
Get the horses!

I need to come with you.
All right.
I'll bring the horses.

John! Robert!

Francisco!

(CROWD YELLING)

(TOWNSPEOPLE YELLING)

Have you found him?

No.

We'll start the search
first light.

(COLLAPSING WOOD RUMBLES)

(GASPS)

(SOBBING)

HOPE: Dillon!

DALGLISH: Dillon!

Dillon!

DALGLISH: Dillon!

Dillon!

HOPE: Mr. Dillon!

DALGLISH: Mr. Dillon!

HOPE: What's that?

(WHISPERING) No.

Father,
wake up, please.

Please wake up.

(KISSES)

Will you help me
turn him over, please?

Bring those horses
up here.

Help me turn him over
on his back.

Stop the horse.
Stop it! Please.

Daniel?

Oh, Daniel.

(CRYING)

DALGLISH:
They were like kings.

Who were?

Pioneers.

People like Dillon.

They came out here
when there was nothing,

built these towns,
and ruled them
like kings.

MAN: Gold!

MAN 2: Gold!

(MEN YELLING)

Let's go get it.
It's in the bank!

Come on, there!
Move, move!

It's ours now!

MAN: Yee-hah!

(MEN YELLING)